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7/22/2016

butterflies pt 2 | Beaufort, SC

So I actually feel like my holiday started just a week ago, along with getting a "You're fucking in" info from my university. Really, during last few month my life finals were a centre of my private solar system to the point in which I felt like diving straight into the black hole, and staying there for an eternity (I guess that's the main purpose of those, anyway). And now I basically have nothing to worry about, so life's great.

Also, it creates the best scenarios; I already had a weekend trip planned with a friend, so it just quickly turned into a little celebration journey, with eating sushi (god blesssss) and drinking ice cold beer on the beach. Sometimes I'm jealous of myself, sorry not sorry. I'm staying at home for few days right now, and nowadays by home I mean Beaufort, South Carolina, USofA, land of bald eagles and untamed freedom. After a month it really started to feel more like home than a place to stay at during holidays. But on Monday I guess I'm hitting the road again, because I simply wouldn't be myslef if I didn't use being in this part of the world to visit different places. I'm super excited and I also probably should take care of some less fun more "what currency do people use in a country I'm going to visit in few days" kind of stuff. Oh well. I always survive somehow, so I'll take that as a good sign.

Going away for more than 3 months obviously meant that I couldn't take my whole closet with my (I know, right? who would've thought?) but I found myself handling the situation pretty good; because of 1) excuse for shopping as I came in traveling lightly 2) you know when basically every beauty/fashion website and magazine screams in your face about accessorizing (btw, I spelled that right for the first time and I'm super proud rn). They do that because it's true. Works for me, anyway, and lets me embrace my christmas tree aesthetics on the go. Genius.